My boss wants me to fake-marry him. It’s crazy. It’s also perfect for my secret plan. So I say yes. Then I go and do something stupid. I fall for him... for real. My billionaire boss is a certified jerk. But that hasn’t stopped me from checking out his butt whenever he walks past my desk. It’s almost unfair how gorgeous he is. Now he’s in trouble. And by some strange twist of fate, I’m the only person who can help him. By pretending to be his wife. I know, I know. I should tell him to take a hike. But I have to do it. For my family’s sake. So I fake-marry him. No big deal. Then I move into his penthouse apartment. Big deal. Big trouble. Suddenly, he seems… human. I see parts of him nobody else gets to see. (Yes, that includes a certain something that everyone at the office gossips about. And yes, it’s as big and impressive as they say.) Now, all I want is for this fake life to be my reality, and for this fake husband to be mine for the rest of my life. But he doesn’t know who I really am. And I doubt he’ll want me to stick around when he discovers the truth.